Make a haiku

[ljiowa]

Touched by you, I gasp:
Fingers find, unexpected,
A new, trembling place

 

[AphroditeReborn]

venting but not mad
to be honest I'm amused
LIT soap operas

 

[bknerd]

beating the alarm
i wake on my mind's schedule
to find that it's wrong.

 

[bknerd]

old journals open
little windows to gaze through.
should i really look?

 

[ljiowa]

lazy fingers trace
along my spine: touches sear,
branding your desire

 

[bknerd]

needing distraction,
numbers adding in my head...
a nerd's escape plan.

 

[ljiowa]

just walking the dogs
being pulled this way and that...
hmm, feels just like life

 

[NorthernPA4U]

Supremely sexy,
Keeping her feelings within
For me to find them.

 

[ljiowa]

Watching you walk by
Wanting to reach out to you...
No, it's ok. Sigh.

 

[fire_breeze]

If I could, I would
But I can't, all I can offer
is simply I wish...

 

[ljiowa]

No one else can know:
A flower, placed across your desk
held there by a kiss

 

[NorthernPA4U]

"My condolences."
Not what I wanted to say,
to show how I feel.

 

[bknerd]

thinking of our cave
my mind tightens around you,
hoping you will stay.

 

[thisotherme]

Big plastic dildo
Is how this haiku does start
But how does it end?

 

[ljiowa]

You hugged me today.
Just friends: then why does my heart
memorize your touch?

 

[bknerd]

sleep looms finally
and i look to dream again...
us in full color.

 

[ljiowa]

thinking of our cave
my mind tightens around you,
hoping you will stay.

I love this one. Beautifully evocative and vivid.

 

[bknerd]

I love this one. Beautifully evocative and vivid.

thank you...



fingers slip, dipping
under sheets and from out dreams...
pretending you see.

 

[ljiowa]

I wake with a start -
Dreaming, yet hearing you moan:
Hardened, I shiver....

 

[_Misty_]

dark shadows drifting
softness, satin, scents arouse
I play in the dark

 

[bknerd]

frustration kicks in.
too much, too much...can't stop here...
this is bat country.

 

[bknerd]

wine fuzzys the head,
washing broad strokes over thoughts.
tonight's paint is plaid...

 

[ljiowa]

Tickling my nose,
Waking me up like coffee:
Scent of leaves and dew.

 

[southerntierguy]

You dealing, alone ...
Raises protective instincts
From deep within me.

 

[ljiowa]

Gave you a backrub.
Good thing we were in public,
And my pants were loose.